To be me is be black

EVERYONE looking at me figuring the worst.

It seems like my skintone is cursed,

From Martin Luther King to Eric Garner

Black people are losing their honor.

 

But when I look at me

I see nothing but beauty.

So rich in color, I can not be matched by another...

My hair is kinky and knotted, I am easily spotted.

I try to smile often but at times I lose,

Because life just gets me down.

The verdict of a case can easily wipe the smile off my face.

 

Today sparks the change,

Silent, is what I will no longer remain.

Because black is inspired beauty, 

And should not be treated as a disease.

Look me in my eyes,

And find the subtle spark that remains.

As ALL LIFE MATTERS,

I self proclaim.

Black lives matter ALL THE SAME.

 

This is just a screen with my feelings,

So join me if you are willing.

This is an outcry for unity

and all it has to take is YOU and ME.